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Saturday, December 30th, 2000
12:13p - South Coast Lyrics - Original Kingston Trio


THE KINGSTON TRIO lyrics - "South Coast"


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(Lillian Bos Ross/Sam Eskin/Rich Dehr)

[Chorus:]
South Coast, the wild coast is lonely, you may win at the game at Jolon
But the lion still rules the barrancas and a man there is always alone.

My name is Juan Hano de Castro, my father was a Spanish grandee
But I won my wife in a card game, to hell with the lords o'er the sea
I picked up the ace, I had won her, my heart which was down at my feet
Jumped up to my throat in a hurry, like a warm summer's day she was sweet

[Chorus]

Her arms had to tighten around me as we rode up the hills from the South
Not a word did I hear from her that day, nor a kiss from her pretty red mouth
We came to my cabin at twilight, the stars twinkled out on the coast
She soon loved the valley, the orchard, but I knew that she loved me the most

[Chorus]

Then I got hurt in a landslide with crushed hip and twice-broken bone
She saddled our pony like lightning, rode off in the night all alone
The lion screamed in the barrancas, the pony fell back on the slide
My young wife lay dead in the moonlight, my heart died that night with my bride

[Chorus]


current mood: good

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12:19p - South Coast -- Lillian Bos Ross (Original Poem)


Ballad of the South Coast
My name is Lonjano de Castro
My father was a Spanish grandee;
But I won my wife in a card game
To hell with the lords o'er the sea.

In my youth I had a Monterey homestead,
Creeks, valley, and mountains all mine;
I built me a snug little shanty
And roofed it and floored it with pine.

I had a bronco, a buckskin
Like a bird he flew over the trail,
When I rode him out forty miles every Friday
To get me some grub and the mail.

Chorus:
But the south Coast is a wild coast and lonely
You might win in a game at Jolon,
But the lion still rules the barranca
And a man there is always alone.

I sat in a card game at Jolon;
I played with a man there named Juan.
And after I'd won all his money
He said, "Your homestead 'gainst my daughter, Dawn."

I turned up the ace, I had won her!
My heart which was down at my feet
Jumped up to my throat in a hurry;
Like a young summer field she was sweet.

He opened the door to the kitchen;
He called the girl with a curse;
"Take her, God damn her, you won her!
She's yours now for better or worse."

Her arms had to tighten around me
As we rode up the hills from the south.
But no word did I get from her that day
Nor a kiss from her pretty red mouth.

We got to my cabin at twilight
The stars twinkled over the coast.
She soon loved the orchard, the valley
But I knew she loved me the most.

That was a glad happy winter;
I carved on a cradle of pine.
By a fire in that snug little shanty
I sang with that gay wife of mine.

But then I got hurt in a landslide
Crushed hip and twice-broken bone;
She saddled up Buck just like lightning
And rode out through the night to Jolon.

A lion screamed in the barranca;
Buck bolted and fell on a slide.
My young wife lay dead in the moonlight;
My heart died that night with my bride.

They buried her out in the orchard.
They carried me out to Jolon.
I lost my Chiquita, my nino;
I'm an old broken man, all alone.

The cabin still stands on the hillside,
Its doors open wide to the rain;
But the cradle and my heart are empty,
And I never can go there again.

Oh, the south Coast is a wild coast and lonely.
You might win in a game at Jolon.
But the lion still rules the barranca
And a man there is always alone.

--Lillian Bos Ross

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7:45p - Take Her Out of Pity Lyrics - Original Kingston Trio


The Kingston Trio: Their Greatest Hits and Finest Performances

Take Her Out of Pity

I had a sister Sally, she was younger than I am.
Had so many sweethearts, she had to deny them.
But as for sister Sarah, you know she hasn't many.
And if you knew her heart, she'd be grateful for any.

Chorus:
Come a lands man, a pins man, a tinker or a tailor;
doctor, a lawyer, soldier, or sailor.
A rich man, a poor man, a fool or a witty,
don't let her die an old maid but take her out of pity.

We had a sister Sally, she was ugly and misshapen.
By the time she was sixteen years old she was taken.
By the time she was eighteen, a son and a daughter.
Sarah's almost twenty-nine, never had an offer.

Chorus

She never would be scoldin'. She never would be jealous.
Her husband would have money to go to the alehouse.
He was there a-spendin'. She'd be home a-savin'
and I leave it up to you if she is not worth havin'.

Chorus

Take Her out of Pity (Shane-Reynolds-Stewart) John Stewart contributed many original tunes to The Kingston Trio, often working in collaboration with Bob Shane and Nick Reynolds. "Take Her out of Pity" is an appealing example of the camaraderie they shared not only as performers, but also as composers. Their 1961 album Close-Up, the first to feature Stewart after he replaced Dave Guard, yielded this gentle jewel.

© 1994 The Reader's Digest Association, Inc. © 1994 The Reader's Digest Association (Canada) Ltd. © 1994 Reader's Digest Association Far East Ltd. Philippine Copyright 1994 Reader's Digest Association Far East Ltd. All rights reserved. Printed in the United States of America.

The Capitol Years 3: Take Her Out of Pity (Shane/Reynolds/Stewart) 2:36
Master #36382 recorded August 17, 1961
Album: CLOSE UP
"Take Her Out of Pity" is one of John Stewart's first featured lead vocals with the Trio, and it also boasts the prettiest melodies of the group's many songs. It would be the only track chosen from CLOSE UP to appear on what would eventually become their best all-time selling album, THE BEST OF THE KINGSTON TRIO. The track was also released (in 1962) as part of a new line of "Compact 33" singles (33 1/3 rpm instead of 45) that never caught on with record buyers.
 


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